To Cry
Chapter 15 That's Not What I Meant
This chapter can be found here on AO3
Summary: Marinette is challenged to get Adrien to understand where she is coming from, will they be able to learn how to communicate and will Adrien start to get a clue?
Marinette had just flippantly said that she’d been nearly akumatized a few times, an understatement really, but what bothered her most was Adrien’s focus on the fact that Marinette knew Ladybug and how to reach her.
“You have her number?” He had asked.
“No, that’s not what I meant.” Marinette shook her head and held the bridge of her nose for a moment as she painfully thought, of course Adrien would focus on the fact that I know Ladybug. Everyone wants to know about Ladybug, completely missing that I AM Ladybug!
“It’s just a phrase Adrien,” she finally explained after taking a breath, “it’s not like I have her literal number that I can call and talk to her in person anytime.”
That would be highly difficult to call myself and have a conversation with, well, myself. Either that or it would be a sign that I’ve gone completely insane, kind of like the way that this boy used to do that to me, ugh the irony.
“Oh.” Adrien looked down, disappointed at her explanation.
Of course, he would be disappointed, he’s a Ladybug fan just like everyone else. It would be horribly ironic if he thought that he was in love with her too, not even Chat Noir knows me well enough to love me truthfully.
Not like Luka anyway, and Luka doesn’t seem to be blinded by the spots thankfully. Wait, since when did I realize that?
Marinette took a breath and exhaled as shook her head to focus as she decided to tell Adrien, “well, I just wanted you to know that’s all that I really wanted to talk to you about today Adrien. You’re still my friend, I know how much you appreciate your friends, but I’m not going to follow you blindly anymore.”
“I never asked you to.” Adrien looked down, disappointed. “I just didn’t want Lila to get akumatized.”
She hesitantly reached out and then patted his shoulder twice before quickly pulling away from him even though it wasn’t easy, “I know Adrien, that’s one of the things that I liked about you, you think about everyone, the trouble is you overlook some people when you do.”
“Oh, thanks.” He gave her a small smile.
“That wasn’t really a compliment Adrien.” Marinette frowned slightly and so did he, with a hint of confusion on his part, “what I mean is that I don’t want my friends or myself to get akumatized either Adrien.”
Adrien shook his head like he didn’t want that either. “I never said that I wanted that.”
Marinette frowned at him a little, “Look, all I’m saying is that it’s not healthy for me to be putting my tormentor above my own mental health. I can’t stop being me and just let bad things happen to protect the person that goes out of their way to make my life miserable. It would be like Ladybug finally catching Hawkmoth then giving him a pat on the back with a lollipop and a severe warning to not do it again and then letting him walk off with his miraculous, only for him to do something even worse than he has been doing the next day.”
“That’s… that’s not the same thing though...” Adrien began as he looked confused.
“Adrien.” Marinette put her hands on her hips in a very Ladybug like fashion before waving one hand, “it is EXACTLY like that. We KNOW that Lila isn’t going to stop lying and Hawkmoth isn’t going to just stop his attacks, unless someone STOPS him. I’ve got to do what I’ve got to do and whether or not you want to support me or walk away, that is up to you, but I’m not going to put up with it anymore. I need to be true to myself, I waved a flag of peace this morning with those macaroons and it’s up to her now.”
Wow, she really reminds me of my Lady! Adrien was taken aback at the thought before he shook his head at the idea. No, that… that can’t be right. I’d know her if she was her, wouldn’t I?
Marinette was breathing heavily after her speech and Adrien nodded once to himself before he stood up and smiled at her gently. Stopping himself as he reached out to touch her shoulder as she flinched at that and pulled away slightly. He dropped his hand.
It’s really not going to be the same between us anymore, is it?
Not knowing what else to do, Adrien apologized. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t there for you Marinette, I didn’t know everything, I wish I did.”
He looked away and muttered, “then I could have been there for you more and well,” he hesitated to add it, but he did anyway, “and Lila would never have broken into my house and kissed me.”
Marinette nodded having heard but didn’t seem to be surprised that she made him feel uncomfortable, she seemed surprised at what he said though and uneasy too but she seemed determined to tell him as she relaxed a little. “Well, maybe not. She does tend to get her way though, huh? Knowing her, she would have found a way for that to happen anyway. She’s pretty determined to get her way after all.”
“Yeah, maybe.” He admitted.
Marinette sighed, “look, I’m sorry I didn’t have the courage to speak up about her threats until now. Her kissing you and taking that picture would probably have happened eventually since she’s got her sights on you. This is Lila we’re talking about and I doubt it would have made much of a difference if I had told you sooner.”
He swallowed, “it-it would have, to me. I could have, I don’t know, been more wary of her? I was hoping she was trying to do better, and now to hear this?” He shook his head, “this is messed up huh?”
Marinette frowned, “I know, it’s not what either of us expected, huh?”
“No, it’s not.” He gave her a wry grin. “Can you ever forgive me? We should talk more like this. I guess what I’m saying is that it seems like we haven’t been on each other’s side much huh?”
“Yeah, I mean,” She twiddled her fingers as she thought about it out loud as she looked out the window, “the high road is a nice idea in theory, but it doesn’t work well in real life.”
I think I’m beginning to see that. He thought as he mentally echoed her words.
She’s so pretty, wait, where did that come from?
Marinette went on though, “Adrien, I know it’s pretty sad and unfair, but sometimes people will walk all over you if you let them, or worse since they don’t take the high road too, just to take the fastest way to get their way. Even if it involves walking all over you or hurting others. There are some people that you just can’t avoid and things you’ve just got to do that you don’t want to do it sometimes.” She shrugged, “that’s just the way that life is. Life isn’t fair, it’s not all peaches and cream, sometimes it’s just sour and bitter.”
Adrien sighed, “I think I know that now. Still, I’m glad that you finally felt like you could tell me. I’ll try to be there for you if you need me to be.” Still, he seemed like he couldn’t help but hesitate. “I-I won’t just attack her though.”
That would make it worse, right? Making bad guys suffer never made them good guys after all.
She frowned at that, is she upset? It’s not smart just to attack people though.
“It’s not that I plan to.” She reiterated, “look, I prepare for possibilities when I can, but I won’t make the first move.”
Marinette replied with a raised eyebrow. “I’m surprised that you think that I would just outright attack her.”
Adrien quickly held up his hands defensively, “no, no, that’s not what I meant.”
Marinette shook her head at him as if she was disappointed now.
I don’t like that look, why does it seem familiar?
Marinette folded her arms, “look, I’m giving her an opportunity here. I think she understood that, don’t you?”
Please don’t look at me like that. Adrien found himself pleading, I never wanted to hurt you or disappoint you. Why does it feel like I’ve done both?
Adrien cleared his throat once uneasily, “yeah, I think she wasn’t happy when everyone looked so happy that you were being nice to her.”
“True, with one simple move I was proving that I am not her enemy. No one gets free Dupain-Cheng cookies if they’re not a friend, right? I decided that I should give her a chance since I haven’t been myself. Since that’s what the real me would do.”
“That’s what makes you our Everyday Ladybug.” Adrien praised, his heart aching a little bit.
She really is like my Lady, if only she was, it’s just, I’d recognize her, right?
“Oh please,” Marinette rolled her eyes, blushing slightly as she waved the idea off, “we all know I’m not anything like Ladybug.”
“No, in some ways, you’re better.” Adrien admitted with a small grin although the comment made his heart ache a little more somehow, maybe I’m betraying my Lady by saying that.
Marinette was surprised at the compliment and looked away as he finally decided to ask, “if you don’t mind me asking,” Adrien hesitantly began, “why do you think that you haven’t you been yourself?”
Marinette smiled and shrugged, shaking her head as she exhaled as she glanced at the door like it was time to leave, “I’m just going to say that I was following a fantasy, but now I’m not.” She simply explained as she picked up her bag as she started to walk away, “some dreams don’t come true Adrien and sometimes, it’s better that way.”
“Marinette?” Adrien gave her a questioning look, wondering, is she talking about me? I-I thought she had a crush on me. Why didn’t she mention it?
She waved his question off as she stated his name, “Adrien.”
“Marinette please, be honest with me.” Adrien pleaded with a raised eyebrow, his curiosity almost killing him. I don’t like not knowing if this is about me, if I hurt you somehow.
“I have been. I’ve told you everything that is important just now. I’m getting over a fantasy that by following it, I forgot who I am. So now, well,” she smiled at him, “now I’m remembering who I am. Instead of following the impossible…”
Strange, that hurts. Why?
She went on as she looked away from him, unable to meet his eyes, “look, I’m going to work on me now, by being myself and trying to be a better friend over all, it’s no big deal Adrien.” She smiled sweetly as she tilted her head to look up at him, “it’s called growing up.”
Growing up? You’re one of the most responsible people I know. Is this about you crushing on me? He thought again. I mean, I could have sworn, wait, are you avoiding it because you’re trying to get over it?
His eyes grew wide as he realized that was most likely true, but he was disappointed in himself when he also came to the conclusion, why can’t I ask her that? Why do I feel bad about not being able to return her feelings? Isn’t it better this way???
Then he finally understood something that had changed that was probably important. “Wait, y-you haven’t stuttered once since we s-started talking.” He observed with wide eyes.
Is… is that because Marinette is getting over me? Why, why does that hurt?
“Yep. See? I’m doing better already.” She told him confidently with that sweet smile of hers that he has been missing for some time now.
It’s good to see you smile again.
Then she surprised him by frankly saying, “so, don’t worry your handsome little head about me. I’ll see you around Adrien.” She waved and smiled at him genuinely from the door, “I hope you enjoy your lunch. Bye.”
Bye? Why does that seem, so… so final? She’s my friend, doesn’t she know how lonely lunch is for me? He wondered as she left and he texted his driver that he was on his way as he thought about it.
Or does that have another meaning?
The thought bothered him as he left the classroom alone, after glancing into his pocket to find Plagg taking yet another nap.
On one hand he was grateful his kwami hadn’t heard the conversation, on the other, it would be nice to talk to someone about it, not that Plagg was good for that kind of thing, since everything came back to cheese somehow.
He turned down the hall only to see Marinette standing outside the cafeteria, looking longingly at the entrance, only to sigh, clutch her bag to herself and then turn to walk towards the entrance of the school to have her lunch at home supposedly. He was going the same way, so he happened to follow her.
She didn’t quite seem like the confident Marinette that he had just talked to, maybe a little reserved, but she still soldiered on, leaving ahead of him as her confidence came back with each step. It was kind of interesting to see.
Then he remembered her telling him goodbye.
Somehow, her goodbye didn’t make him feel better about the situation at all. It felt… it felt, like the end to something, I just wish I knew what it was